{"id":86998,"date":"2021-06-25T12:39:04","date_gmt":"2021-06-25T16:39:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=86998"},"modified":"2021-06-25T12:39:04","modified_gmt":"2021-06-25T16:39:04","slug":"checking-things-by-posting-an-old-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/checking-things-by-posting-an-old-poem\/","title":{"rendered":"Checking Things By Posting an Old Poem"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>               PATRIARCHY<\/p>\n<p>Can you smell the stench&#8230; of festering beliefs<br \/>\nin the murky cesspool of your mind?<br \/>\nAs daughter after daughter after daughter<br \/>\nfalls. Ah! But you can&#8217;t hear, you&#8217;re deaf and blind!<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s acid on her soul with a flick of your wrist<br \/>\nThe wretch, your advances did try to resist<br \/>\nYour dagger, it glitters as your sister&#8217;s blood spills<br \/>\nexactly as patriarchy demanded and wills<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s your honour you defend cause obviously, she has none<br \/>\nYou&#8217;ll find her and hunt her, she has nowhere to run!<br \/>\nDon&#8217;t leave her alone even in the womb<br \/>\nThe moment you smell her, send her to her tomb<br \/>\nShe likes to dress nice, she&#8217;s sugar and spice<br \/>\nShe must be ravaged, your lust she&#8217;s enticed!<\/p>\n<p>Scoff now and tell me, I speak of folklore<br \/>\nthese are ancient stories, you heard of before<br \/>\nThen why as I walk in the DARKNESS alone<br \/>\nMy heart is a pounding, I&#8217;m clutching my phone?<br \/>\nMy heart is a pounding, I&#8217;m clutching my phone!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>PATRIARCHY Can you smell the stench&#8230; of festering beliefs in the murky cesspool of your mind? As daughter after daughter after daughter falls. Ah! But you can&#8217;t hear, you&#8217;re deaf and blind! There&#8217;s acid on her soul with a flick of your wrist The wretch,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3065,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"aside","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[1084],"class_list":["post-86998","post","type-post","status-publish","format-aside","hentry","category-musings","tag-writing","post_format-post-format-aside"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/86998","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3065"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=86998"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/86998\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":87003,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/86998\/revisions\/87003"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=86998"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=86998"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=86998"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}